Little shadows are hard to lose
dry humping!
groping
dry humpin
cubish stuff
major boobage
peeping toms
TF2 pwnage
Hey all, you know how there is a first time for everything? Well this is my first time doing a lot of things. Lets see if I can list them all. First furry story, first story on yiffstar, first yiffyish story, first time generally writing anything sexual in nature, and first completed written work. I can only hope that you aren't quickly losing faith in the substance of this story, so if you still feel up to it any form of constructive criticism is much appreciated.
Ive been reading stories on here on and off for the past couple years and finally have enough confidence in my writing ability to contribute my own. Whats funny is that even now I don't necessarily consider myself a furry, which is probably why the main character of this story is human. I'm not in denial... >_> really... You can be a human in the fur universe yes? :D So no hating plz! >
Also since this is hopefully the first part of my first story, I decided to take it slow and not have everyone yiffitating each other within the first three paragraphs. I'm also one for delayed gratification so there might be points at which the obvious... doesn't happen. So chin up! Fun stuff lingers for those who can wait!
note: I plan to make this a series if its garners any attention.
Kneeling on his bed, eyes level with the window sill, Kipper Rankin stared out over his parents backyard towards the garden. It was a bright Saturday evening, only a little after 1pm. Squinting didn't help much as his eyes were still sandy having just woken up after a long night of owning TeamFortress2 noobs. Rubbing them he continued to pear into the yard, looking for the familiar sight that blessed him every Saturday evening. And then he saw her.
His beady eyes honed in on his adoptive mother, a tall white rabbit, who was currently tending to the Brussels sprouts. "Yuck." Kip thought to himself as he remembered the taste of last nights sprout laden meal.
"Wish we could have some meet once in a while." He whispered to himself, but sadly that was an unrealistic request. When you live with a family full of vegetarian bunnies, its pretty much guaranteed 99.9998% of your meals won't contain any traces of mammal originating protein.
Pondering for a second he realized this might be the reason he spends a lot of his time at his friends house, mooching off their mother's cooking.
Kip also wondered why he looked different from his family and all the other furrs. He knew he was adopted but that didn't explain the lack of mass amounts of body fur and a tail of any sort. He was mostly furrless except for his head and sparse amounts on his arms and legs. Only just recently had hair started growing somewhere else as well...
On his birthday his farther had told him that he might notice some changes in his body now that he was 14. If this new hair was part of it, he personally hoped it would migrate to more places and fast. But why was only a little fur coming in now that he had turned 14 when all this friends have had fur since he has known them?
He hated being teased about it and is constantly derided at school recess by most of his classmates when the teachers weren't watching. Afterwards he usually tried to find someplace private to mope, sometimes his friend Maurice would come and try to comfort him. Which was always much appreciated.
Bringing his attention back to his mother, he kept his eyes pealed for any glimpses of bare fur that would gracefully expose itself when she would bend over to tend the garden. As his mother was currently wearing a white tank top with very short shorts, bending over in any direction pretty much guaranteed him a view of any of two different types of chasms or orbs.
She had an almost purrrrfect figure, her hips and waist flowed into one another as if trying to emulate a smooth rolling hillside. Glancing up, he noticed her tank top was strained in an attempt to hold back an ample bosom. Many a hint of what lay inside seeped out from around its edges. He sighed, oh the things he dreamed of doing to those fun bags would never fit in any Internet top 100 list. Her little white puff of a tail sticking out the back of her shorts didn't help much either.
Kip's eyes watered in anticipation as his mother started to bend over towards the tomatoes facing away from him. As he squinted to help make the curves of her body clearer he felt his member start pressing against the front of his pants. Unable to hold back his urges, he decided a good jerk off was in order. But first he would need to secure the area.
No one was home besides him and his mom but he needed to protect against any unexpected intrusions and locking his room would be the first step.
Quickly turning around to check the status of his door showed that it was slightly ajar.
"Damnit I thought I had closed you!" he berated the door.
Quickly scampering across the room he slammed the door and quickly locked it, on the way back to the bed he started lowering his pants and boxers. While Jumping out of them and onto the bed he got caught in the boxer briefs elastic band and tumbled into bed with a huff.
"Eeeep!" softly cried the bed.
Strange, beds don't usually make "Eeeeeep" sounds when you fall on them.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhheeeeeeeeee!" Kip jumped up on the bed and yelled as he realized someone was under it.
Noticing his current level of attire, he quickly grabbed a pillow and covered his lower regions.
"whoo whos there?!?!" Kip hesitantly questioned the air beneath the bed.
Slowly a small figure crawled out from under the bed, turned around and stood up.
Standing before him was a little smiling border collie pup with golden patches of fur who coincidentally lived next door. Her name was Elizabeth Marsh but liked to be called Liz, he often played with her outside or when their parents had parties in their backyards. At the moment she was wearing a cute little t-shirt with some jean shorts. Being that she was 6 years younger than him he hated it when she followed him around outdoors, as if attempting to be his own personal shadow. This sadly didn't improve his image with the local neighborhood boys. She also has the amazing knack for popping up right when she is least expected or needed. This situation was no exception.
"Why its just me silly, why didn't you play hide and seek with me yesterday? Can we play now?!"
"She must have snuck in while I was..." Kip thought to himself in fear.
Looking down, Kip noted his predicament and felt his face starting to flush. Luckily she didn't seam to notice. Maybe he could still get out of this situation without inflicting any trauma.
"You are doing it again, red red! Yur turning red! Sooo weird!" This of course didn't help with the redness or the fear induced trauma.
"Last time you did it you were in my pool! Why do you turn red?" Elizabeth asked.
Kip remembered that day, one too many bikini clad moms might have set that one off.
"I get red when I'm embarrassed. What are you doing in my room anyways?!"
Leaning onto his bed she responded. "Hiding silly! C'mon play with me! I'm booooored!"
"Gahhh... Not now! I'm busy!" She was edging her way towards him which made him quite uneasy,
As she edged her way towards him a pit formed in his stomach, the fear of being exposed to such a young pup and its repercussions was giving him nausea. Her cute little tail wagging furiously didn't help much either.
Liz only just noticing Kip's pantlessness, giggled, and inquired "Where yur pants? Huuhhhhh?" The sound of the uhhh her cute soft voice made as she drew out the syllable and the shape of her gaping mouth made Kip's member throb slightly. "Dammit! Why do I have such perverted thoughts!" He thought to himself.
"I was changing..." Kip tried to make up an excuse but was interrupted, he tightened his grasp on the pillow to be safe.
"Yur not busy, you were just staring out the window! C'mon!" And with that Liz quickly grabbed the pillow Kip was using to cover himself and tugged as hard as she could.
"Guhhhh!" Kip gasped in disbelief as he quickly gripped the pillow harder, still succeeding in covering himself up.
"Wa wa what are you doing?!"
The devious little kit knew perfectly well what she was doing. She smiled nefariously and continued tugging. It was only just recently that she had taken it upon herself to discover life's little mysteries. One such mystery was what lay hidden in a mans pants. She knew guys had a little bit more down there as sometimes when she would sit on her fathers lap, she felt something strange.
Never one to leave an opportunity un-seized, she was determined to take full advantage of the situation and once and for all discover what lay hidden!
Kip started cursing himself, just thinking about the severity of what would happen to him if she did in fact gaze upon his slightly flaccid member was too much to bear. A possible worst case scenario being his parents getting barraged with questions from the Marshes about why their daughter keeps asking about penises. With the eventual questioning of himself and then the social exile that would follow.
Realizing he had to do something drastic before the situation got out of hand, he set a plan in motion... a very simple plan.
Seeing her get ready to give the pillow another hard tug he loosened his grip and prepared to nimbly extradite her from his room.
As she yanked on the pillow yet again, her eyes widened and fear spread across her face as she realized what was happening.
Tumbling off the bed Liz fell to the floor and onto her back. Stunned that she could be tricked so easily she almost forgot her goal. Furrowing her brows she started to get up quickly but Kip had already set upon her, picking her small frame up from behind by grabbing her armpits and waist.
Kip noted how squishy and soft her skin felt thought the shirt, the thought of how it might feel to caress her tight little abdomen crossed his mind but was quickly pushed out. Bad thoughts be gone! He scolded himself.
As Kip quickly shuffled towards the door his cargo's legs were wildly flailing about in a futile attempt to hinder his movement and turn around in the same motion. But Kip was too quick and was at the door in no time. As he was opening the door to throw Liz out she felt something small and soft press into her back. Could that have been it she wondered?
As he shoved her out the door she attempted to quickly spin around in hope to catch a glimpse of what had just prodded her. But she was too late as the door shut in her face, with the sound of the door knob re-locking sealing any hopes of barging back in.
"Soooooo mean!!!" she yelled as she pounded the door with her little fists and then stuck her tongue out at it.
"God, I'll be out in a second, just wait for me outside! You know you should knock before coming into someones room right?!" he shouted through the door.
"FINE!" she raptly retorted.
He listened carefully to the sound of her pawsteps as they turned the hallway corner and faded away with the soft sound of the front door slamming, implying that she had left. Thankfully 8 year olds can't slam doors very hard, or his mom might have noticed from the backyard.
He quickly ran over to his bed and peered out the window to make sure his mom was still gardening. She was thankfully, but she appeared to be having some trouble the the water spigot as it wasn't budging. The way she was holding the hose hinted at the copious amounts of water that would soon be heading down a certain wide chasm. As he watched her violently hit and pry at the spigot head with a trowel he could only hope for one outcome.
If the heavens were listening he was only wishing for one thing right
the spigot head suddenly came loose and as expected but unexpectedly to its victim water started splashing onto his mother's tank top and moistening her chest fur.
"Oh Godssss" Kip panted as his mother re-adjusted her now semi see through top while shaking her bosom to dislodge any remaining water droplets.
Sadly his peeping would have to take a back seat to fear of being reprimanded by little Liz for taking too long. He would never hear the end of it and would most likely be entitled to more than usual torture... uhh surprise hide and seek sessions.
Outside Liz was waiting for him on the front porch in all tail wagging glory. This pup just had too much energy! He wondered if she ever ran out and whether or not her parents ever considered giving her some Ritalin once in a while.
Her caught her glancing at his crotch before she looked up and smiled. Was she going to attempt another go at him? He hoped not, he didn't really like the idea of a girl as young as her fawning over him.
"Alright so what do you wana play?"
"Hide 'n seek!" Liz gleefully shouted.
"We always play hide and seek! Can't we please play something different? Plus we both know the best spots already and it wouldn't be any fun."
"Awww" Her ears drooped slightly and the smile quickly left her face, replaced with a pouting maw and furrowed brows.
"God why does she have make me feel so terrible whenever we disagree?" Kip angrily thought. He might try coming up with a new game. Sometimes those were enough to entertain her or if you were very lucky drain her of energy.
"I know lets play chase the furless one!"
A lame idea but it was sure to drain off most of her energy before his ran out.
"How do you play?" her smile was now slowly returning.
"Well you chase someone who doesn't have any fur, and if you loose sight of them you have to leave them alone! But if you catch them they have to do whatever you want!"
"OK! Who gets chased first?" she ignorantly but gleefully asked not fully understanding the rules.
Smiling, Kip lay his hand upon her head and rubbed around her ears eliciting a lolling tongue and a blissful smile from Liz as she looked up.
"Well seeing as you are the only one who has fur covering their entire body I would say you have to chase me!" And with that he was off, bounding down the lawn parallel to the front of the house. He looked back to see her just starting to make chase with her little paws impacting the grass with better traction and speed than he could ever hope for. Oh my he thought, he had forgotten what a speedy little devil she was. He would have to have his wits about him if he was to evade her grasp.
Little shouts of protests chased after him as well, only to fall on deaf ears.
Rounding the corner of the house he quickly stopped and hid at its edge behind a bush, hoping that she would run by allowing him to double back and possibly lose her.
As expected she didn't notice him hiding and continued on down the side of the house, stopping at the edge of their yards and scanning both ways for any sign of Kip. Deciding he had run into her back yard she headed off in that direction.
"That was surprisingly easy." Kip smirked to himself.
Keeping a low profile he sneaked into his yard and ducked behind the fence separating their yard with the Marsh's.
He could hear Liz in her yard checking all the familiar hide and seek spots, under bushes, in the shed, behind trees, in the pool changing house. She sounded pretty drastic, her cries of "No fair!" and "Stop hiding!" were almost panicking in tone which evoked twinges of guilt in Kip.
After a while the little pitter patter of her paws on the lawn slowed down and eventually stopped.
Peering over the fence he eyed Elizabeth moping on the grass, it appeared as if she had given up the search and her tail had stopped wagging.
"Spying now are we?" said a sultry voice from behind.
Blood drained from Kips' ears and face as he quickly ducked and spun around to see his mom looking down at him with a stare that could make you do crazy things. With arms crossed pushing up her bosom and compressing her cleavage she leaned over to question him.
"N-No. We were playing a game! I'm hiding you see..."
"Well she doesn't look like shes having any fun kiddo." She interrupted.
His mothers' statement made him realize what he had done was pretty mean. Only his mother could make him feel like a total scumbag in under two seconds.
Noticing Kips mother standing next to the fence Liz got up and ran to her. "Mrs. Rankin have you seen Kippy?" She desperately asked.
Looking down at Kip huddling next to the fence Kip's mother smirked. He violently shook his head no, praying his mom wouldn't give him up.
"I haven't, but I'm sure he will be home SOON. - Kip sighed - Dear, me and your mother are going out for a bit shortly so I'm going to have Kip watch you for a while. Get anything you might need at home and your mom will bring you over when shes ready. Ok?"
"Ok" Liz smiled but still looked downtrodden, her tail started wagging slowly again as she ran off towards her house to get ready.
Kip was in shock, his afternoon had been signed away in a matter of seconds plus giving him no say in the matter! Totally unfair! He had barely done anything yet, and ¼ of his weekend was already gone. Not counting what was soon to be wasted babysitting! Kip angrily thought.
Now that Liz was inside and out of earshot Kip's mother turned to him.
"I was going to ask you earlier but you were sleeping so no complaining bub! You are just going to have to babysit Elizabeth, since your sister is away on her camping trip, and your father is at work. Mrs. Marsh and I are going out for some coffee and to shop at the book store, and will be back sometime after 6." She said matter-of-factly.
"But Mommmmmm..." Kip pouted.
"No buts, we will be leaving in a couple minutes so go inside and prepare some games to play with Elizabeth."
In the proccess of opening his mouth ready to blabber out another retort he was shut up by his mother's fierce stare. If Stares could talk this one was saying "Try it buster!".
Liz was keeping mostly to herself surprisingly. She had brought some of her favorite DVDs and had plumped down on the sofa to watch them soon after their mothers had left. At first he had sat down with her to keep her company, but soon got up to leave as he could only take so much fairy princesses and prancing ponies in one half hour.
"I'll be in my room ok? If you need anything yell."
"Okay." said Liz as she blankly stared at the TV.
Either she was really tired which was unlikely or she was thinking about something. A good indicator might have been how immersed she was in the show , but he couldn't tell how much attention she was giving it with that vacant stare. It distressed Kip that she wasn't being her usual bright self.
Maybe she was still mad at him for making up such a pointless game and then ditching her. She hadn't mentioned anything about it when she had come in, or during the first thirty minutes he sat with her.
Entering his room made him remember about what had happened there not and hour ago. What was that all about he wondered? She definitely was trying to take a gander at him after she had noticed his pantlessness. And she had been very aggressive about it too. He sighed, girls her age shouldn't even be thinking about that kinda stuff. As long as he kept his pants on he was hopeful she would leave him alone.
His room was situated at the back left corner of the house with his windows facing towards the garden. He usually kept his room in good order by putting away any toys that might be laying around and making his bed in the morning but comparatively it currently looked like a war zone. Not that he had left it that way on purpose he just hadn't had time to clean it up since waking.
His closet was on the right side of the wall when entering the room, and his computer and desk on the left facing the wall. The bed was directly under his two windows and a fan graced the ceiling that was slowly turning. He opened the windows and turned the fan speed knob on the wall up, as it was somewhat of a hot day.
Sitting down in front of his computer he leaned over and powered the system up. It took about a minute for everything to fully start up and load. Deciding he would rather kill someone at the moment then browse the Internet, he started up steam and launched TeamFortress2. He quickly found a server playing his favorite game type and jumped in.
After about 20 minutes of playing he heard a slight knock at his door, wait a knock? Quickly quiting the server he swiveled his chair to make sure that his ears hadn't been deceived and that his door wasn't laying on the floor in pieces after having being knocked down by a ruthless little doggy pup.
Surprised that this wasn't the case he answered. "You can come in."
Slowly the door opened and in came little Liz looking a bit timid with her tail drooping down between her legs.
"Thank you for knocking." Kip says with a smile.
"Is it alright if I stay with you, I don't like being alone." She asked looking at the floor.
"Thats alright, you can watch me play if you want."
She nodded slightly, accepting his offer and walked over to the bed sitting down on the edge closest to the computer desk.
Smiling, he was thankful that she had been quite and well mannered so far but she seemed rather aloof which concerned him. Satisfied that she wasn't going to secretly attack him while distracted he turned around and proceeded to connect to another server.
Meanwhile on his bed Elizabeth was battling different emotions and feelings while watching Kip play.
Over the past few weeks she had noticed that Kip had been playing less and less with her after school and on the weekends. Her fears had gotten the better of her just a little while ago when he had ditched her playing that stupid game he had made up. She wasn't going to let him get rid of her that easily!
She couldn't stand the thought that maybe he was getting bored with her, or even worse had a girl friend she didn't know about at school. Since they weren't in the same school buildings due to their grade differences so she wasn't able to keep an eye on him. As jealous thoughts invaded her mind making her skin tingle and hair straighten, she decided she would have do something about it! Maybe a change of technique...
She got up and walked over to the left side of the computer desk and faced Kip.
"Uh..." She interrupted.
"Yeah whats up?" he said as he set a player on fire and axed them with the axtinquisher killing them instantly.
"Can I sit with you?" She said trying to use one of her more innocent tones.
"I guess..." Said Kip, not realizing what Liz intended to do.
"Yay!" squealed Liz as she almost instantly brightened up.
As if jumping off a springboard, Elizabeth bounded up into the air and landed butt down on left thy.
"Ooof" Kip wheezed as Liz's hand slipped off his right leg and softly bounced off his gonads. She quickly jerked back her hand and placed it on his right thy. Using it to make herself comfortable as she pushed up and laid back snuggling up to his chest, she then stretched her feet out on top of his.
Kip gulped as this was strange new territory. Though his family was a rather physical one with his family members often laying on top of each other or with him laying his head in his sisters lap while watching TV, he had never had a girl sit down in his lap before.
He had to admit it was rather nice, the feeling of someone so close filled him with happiness, joy, acceptance, and a little bit of something else too.
After making Liz giggle by coughing and giving her a coy but silly look he turned his attention back to the game.
Noticing he wasn't in the most optimal position to play, he had to position his arm around Liz pushing her more to the middle of his chest in order to reach the keyboard.
After playing for a little while he heard Liz sigh, realizing she might be getting bored with just watching he felt he should include her somehow in the game playing process. But what exactly would she be able to do... then it came to him. Seeing as all-talk was on which enabled people on both teams to hear each other, she could lend him her voice and annoy those he killed.
"Liz wana help me out? Whenever I kill someone say something silly to them." He was sure her voice would be picked up on his omni directional webcam microphone, so there was no reason to move it.
"Hehe, can I make fun of them?" she asked.
"Sure, you can say anything!"
Just then Kip had flanked some medics about to deploy their über-charges, burning them to a crisp with the back-burner. He pressed the voice-com button and waited for Liz's hopefully hilarious insight.
"Uhh, Crispy like a waffle, Yumz!" She snickered, then let out a lengthy cackle.
"Oh my I don't think they'll ever live that one down Liz." Said Kip, barely able to hold back crackles of laugher. Her insult was pretty lame but surprisingly relevant, the erratic laugh at the end had clinched it for him.
"Wow you're pretty good at this... do you practice much at home?" Kip jested.
"Sometimes me and my friends make fun of things." Elizabeth replied while looking rather abashed. What she couldn't tell kip was that most of the time what they made fun of were boys, and sometimes him. She usually didn't join in when that was the case and was often teased for it.
Irritating the server's occupants with little girlie taunts had its repercussions they soon would find out as not before long everyone thought there was a pre-pubescent girl playing TF2 with them, as well as handing them their asses. Most of the hooting and hollering directed towards Liz, was an attempt to try to get her to talk to them or reply to their jests. This peeved Kip greatly.
"What a bunch of pervs." kip thought as he debated whether to stop playing for now. Noticing the voice-coms were getting more and more vulgar by the second.
"Hey little chicka wana stroke my cock while I lick your little cunt?" came one particularly dirty reply.
Feeling rather uncomfortable and starting to sweat, Kip quickly quit the server to stop the incessant cat calling.
"Uh, sorry about that Liz guys on the Internet are pretty weird sometimes. We don't have to play this anymore if you don't want."
She didn't respond and appeared to be pondering something.
"Alrighty..." continued Kip, wondering what she might be thinking. After her smack-talking guys for the past 10 minutes the silence was disturbing.
He joined another server and started playing. Looking down Liz made no indications that she wanted to continue their previous game.
Liz had been enjoying Kip's lap up till everyone started talking to her funny. She wasn't sure what was going on most of the time and why Kip was embarrassed about what everyone had said, but she was hoping to find out. She felt herself getting a bit rilled up as well recognizing a few lewd words her friends had used sometimes that were sexual in nature. Maybe this was the reason Kip had gotten all embarrassed she wondered.
Smirking to herself she figured this might be her chance to get Kip rilled up enough that he might expose himself to her. As she had heard from one of her friends that sometimes when their brother got sexually frustrated, she would sneakily follow him to the back yard were she hid and watched him stroke his thing behind the shed. If she could get Kip to do something similar she could happily strike one thing off her mysteries of the universe list.
But how would she go about doing this she wondered. Maybe she should kick start his urges by doing something similar to what one of her girlfriends had described seeing online.
Kip was concentrating on playing when he felt something glance his nether regions. Then it happened again but this time whatever it was lightly resting on top of his package. Looking down he saw Elizabeth's hand resting right on top of his zipper line.
"Hey now..." Kip said, taking his hand off the mouse to remove her hand from its perch. Returning to the game he tried to pay it no mind.
And then it happened again but this time she pushed down harder and finding her goal gave it a couple gentle squeezes. Aghast that she was doing it intentionally, he jerked back causing involuntary electrical pulses to shiver up his spine.
"Guhhhh..." Kip gasped. His arm froze in mid flight and hovered over hers as it had been attempting to remove Liz's groping hand, but had stopped as she found the outline of his shaft and started slowly stroking up and down.
Dammit, he was getting hard as she was undoubtedly able to tell!
Meanwhile Kip's game lay unattended, with people violating his idle corpse.
He almost instinctively thrust his hips rhythmically as little Liz continued to jerk him off through his pants. Her tail wagging furiously had started working its way under Kip's shirt, tickling him with its long hairs. Her intense gaze widened as she saw the outline of what she was stroking grow in size.
Oh wow she thought to herself, her friends were right it does get bigger! But how much bigger could it get she wondered.
"Keeping pants on, keeping pants on..." Kip chanted to himself in his mind. She was driving him crazy, and at the moment he didn't have the will to stop her. He knew he would have to do something soon if he was to control himself.
Liz stopped her stroking bringing Kip back from near bliss. Unexpectedly her hands rapidly snaked towards and under his waist band attempting to grasp his member.
"Hey now!" Kip shouted as he clamored out of his chair sliding Liz off his lap, out of his pants and onto the floor.
"Alright thats it." Quipped Kip as he looked down at Elizabeth's face as it contorted from one of shock to dejection.
"All I want is to see it, pleaseeeee."She bawled. Tears starting to run down her cheeks as she felt her chance escaping.
"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that right now, it just wouldn't be right." Kip defensively answered.
"I only want to see yours." She sobbed, starting to stifle her tears.
"Aww Liz, your parents would kill me if they ever found out."
But Liz was having nothing of if, she looked up at Kip and stared into him with the biggest puppy eyes she could muster, her tailed and ears drooped as if was was being punished. This only added to the fuel of his internal struggle, whimpering he wished to surrender to its urges.
Maybe we can make a compromise of sorts, Kip reasoned with himself.
With that he leaned over and gently scooped her up off the floor, carrying her over to the bed. He sat down on its edge placing Liz in his lap facing him. As he pulled her close his hardon pressed gently against her snatch through their pants.
"Ooooh." gasped Liz, as she felt his shaft so close to her lady bits. This felt strangely gooood. Oh ho ho, whats this? She thought to herself as an amazing new sensation swept over her body when she accidentally rubbed her crotch over the bulge in his pants while repositioning herself on his lap. This was actually pretty nice.
"Now I can't give you what you want, but I think this might be better alright?"
Liz still sniffling nodded.
Kip hugged her close to him and ran his right hand through her hair and ears in an attempt to console her. He admitted it was pretty cute that she was so determined.
Hoping to explore these new sensations further Liz started to roll her hips while pressing harder against Kips groin, taking him by surprise.
"Is this alright?" Liz asked, wanting to be sure she wasn't doing anything Kip didn't like.
"Ye-yeah... " Moaned Kip as he placed his hands on her cute little rump and pulled her tighter against his crotch eliciting a moan from her.
The sensations on his member were amazing, It was quite a different feeling from doing it to oneself. The fact of uncertainty in ones partners movement is probably what set it apart. He felt pre start to leak from the tip of his member lubricating his head. Liz was also getting pretty excited, judging by the wet streak forming on his pants where she was bucking.
Liz's arms caressed Kips' back pulling and gripping at his shirt. Her somewhat sharp claws scratching between his shoulder blades. After locking her fingers and legs together behind his back she puller her upper torso closer to his chest. Her ears tickling his neck as she rested her head underneath his chin.
Feeling her small flat chest press against his made him involuntarily start moving his hips again, thrusting up and down countering Liz's movements increased the frictional pleasure for both of them.
"Oh Kip, this feels so gooood." Whimpered Liz, as she started to move her hips faster, a funny feeling she had never felt before was building up in her loins awaiting a reason to burst forth.
Not to be outdone, Kip started kneading her little ass cheeks which were quite firm and round for her age. Must have gotten them from her mother Kip thought as the mental image of Liz's mom in a bikini danced through his head.
By now he could feel his own orgasm building quickly, he had never got off with his pants on before so this was going to be a totally new experience for him.
Liz suddenly switched to literally bouncing off his lap, impacting his crotch like a jackhammer. He could tell she was attempting to get closer to orgasm but this of course didn't go over so well with his gonads, who didn't appreciate being abused in such a manner.
"Ooof, Liz, ooof, slow down, Ooof." Kip grunted as he urgently asked her to stop, to which Liz didn't or wasn't able to respond.
Removing his hands from her rump he placed them under her thys in an attempt to slow her down and prevent any damage to his nether regions.
"Hey!" screeched Liz as her rhythm was interrupted and pleasure slowly ebbed away.
"You gota slow down baby girl." Asserted Kip.
Liz bit her lower lip looking abashed, possibly finally realizing what she had been doing.
After that he felt he better take control for a while. Grabbing her hips again he started to drag her up and down his mid section, rubbing both of their crotches together at a more reasonable pace.
After a few minutes of this Kip felt himself teetering on the verge of orgasm.
"Kip I feel strange." she said as she let our a particularly lengthy moan.
She must be close too he figured.
As if on cue she started panting excessively while bucking her hips rapidly and shaking all over. Kip had to quickly grab her torso for fear of her flying off his lap.
Her claws dug into his back drawing a couple drops of blood as she let out a loud howl.
The vibrations of her throaty howl on his neck sent an electrical shiver down his spine to his groin and back to his brain finally pushing him over the edge.
"Oh Liz here I come!" yelled Kip as his thrusts shortened and his breath quickened. He quickly pulled Liz towards him in full embrace.
One final upward thrust yielded a yelp from Liz as he could feel the pressure reach its peak in his loins. His abdominal muscles tensed as his seed starting to flow from his contracting seminal vesicle.
One after another his spurts of jism splashed into his boxer shorts. He could only imaging what it would look like if they weren't wearing and clothes. His cock head seamed to be directly in line with her snatch as it creaming up his pants. Some started to seep through further moistening Liz's pants.
Fully spent, Kip fell backwards onto the bed with Liz following suit.
He smiled as Liz turned over and snuggled up to his face, licking around his cheek and neck. Laughing to himself, he was thankful that the compromise seamed to have worked to his advantage and staved off certain predicaments...
"Well don't you two look adorable." Said an amused voice.
Kipper's and Elizabeth's heads turned to look at the source of the sound, both together appearing as a totem pole with one head on top of the other. The owner of the voice was Kip's mother who was currently standing in the front doorway looking into the living room where both were watching TV. ( Bwahaha ;3 ) Kip was laying stomach down on the couch that faced tangent to the TV with Liz laying on top of him, her head resting on his.
"Hey mom, yur late." replied Kip, quickly turning over and sitting up sliding Liz off his back. He was trying to act nonchalant, but she could see that he was blushing slightly. How cute, he was embarrassed about having his little tag along so close to him in front of others. Elane, Kip's mother thought.
"Hey!" cried Liz as she felt dejected by being shoved off so quickly.
"Did you two have fun?" Asked Elane, as she took off her shoes and set down her bag and keys.
"Sorta." Mumbled Kip, as he looked down.
"Oh we had tons of fun Mrs. Marsh!" Liz beamed, with her tail flailing about and ears perky it was easy to tell she wasn't lying which assured Elane that Kip had done a good job.
"I'm sorry I'm late, did you guys eat anything?" Elane asked as she walked over to one of the couches and sat down.
"Oh yes Kip made me a sandwich." gleamed Liz as she looked at Kip adoringly.
"I'm getting pretty tired, I think I'll head to bed." Kip yawned in an over exaggerated manner stretching his arms up into the air.
"But its only seven thirty." questioned his mom, suspecting he wanted to escape his embarrassment.
"This little devil chased me around all day so I'm pretty pooped." He said while pinching said devil in the cheek. Making Liz giggle and rub her face.
"Well alright dear, good night. Liz sweety, your mom is waiting for you, so you best be off as to not worry her."
"Alright." nodded Liz. She stood up and turned to Kip giving him a little peck on the cheek and then scampered to the door, put on her shoes and was gone.
As Liz left Kips mother turned to him and gave him a questioning glare, one eyebrow raised slightly over the other a look he didn't particularly like.
"Good night." Kip said hurriedly as he shuffled out of the room and down the hallway, bending slightly in an attempt to conceal his semi hardon.
All her efforts in keeping Kip distracted had better not be going to waste on a little brat, she lividly thought to herself. Now sleep, investigate latter she told herself as she dragged herself to bed.